78 This is Not Prince Li’s Manor. May I Ask What His Highness Means?
Shen Yaowei looked up at the man sitting opposite her.
The gorgeous dark purple robe made the man look even more handsome. His dark eyebrows were furrowed, revealing deep worry and conflict.
“Third Brother, I’m not unwilling,” Shen Yaowei said with a smile.
Shen Yuyan looked at Shen Yaowei’s sincere smile and wanted to ask her if she really liked Huo Junhan, but he pursed his lips and did not say anything.
He suddenly didn’t want to know the answer.
“Although we’re moving to Prince Li’s Manor for the time being, we have to come home often to see Father,” Shen Yuyan said as he smiled and looked deeply at Shen Yuyan.
Shen Yaowei nodded slightly, then paused and said, “Third Brother, have you found the person I asked you to help me find?”
In the past few days, she had already found out where Yu Linlang had learned the Ghost Control Technique.
In her previous life, the dowry and books left behind by her mother when she passed away were all kept by Song Lingyun.
The Shen family was filled with rough men. Her father was swift and decisive outside, but he did not know how to run the house.
Her brothers were also training outside. Usually, they spent less time in the capital, let alone at home.
Originally, after her mother passed away, the Shen family was managed by her mother’s nanny, Granny Yuan. Hence, everything was well-organized.
However, later on, she was deceived by Song Lingyun and Yu Linlang and gradually developed animosity with Granny Yuan.
Three years ago, she had a conflict with Granny Yuan and chased her out of the Shen residence.
Then, under Yu Linlang’s instigation, she begged her father to hand the Shen family over to Song Lingyun to manage, including her mother’s dowry.
There were also some forbidden books left behind by her mother, but because they were her mother’s, her father could not bear to destroy them, so he kept them in the Shen family’s treasure vault.
Now that Song Lingyun was in charge of the Shen family’s internal affairs, it was not difficult for Yu Linlang to enter the Shen family’s treasure vault.
Moreover, Lin Xiao’an had personally confirmed to her that Yu Linlang and Song Lingyun lived very extravagant lives in private. It was obvious that they had benefited a lot from the Shen family.
“After Granny Yuan was chased out of the Shen residence, she has been living in a small village around the capital. The people I sent out have already found her whereabouts and brought her back. She should be able to reach the capital tomorrow,” Shen Yuyan said gently. “Yaoyao, Granny Yuan is our mother’s wet nurse. Be it our mother or us siblings, she has done her best. If you can forgive her and bring her back, Mother’s spirit in heaven will definitely be very gratified.”
At the mention of this, Shen Yaowei felt even more guilty towards Granny Yuan. She composed herself and said, “Yaoyao also feels that she’s done wrong in the past. In the future, Yaoyao will definitely be filial to Granny Yuan.”
Shen Yuyan smiled and patted Shen Yaowei’s head gently. “Good girl.”
As the siblings spoke, the carriage slowly stopped.
Shen Yaowei lifted the curtains slightly and looked outside. She realized that the carriage had stopped in front of a courtyard, not the entrance to Prince Li’s Manor.
In front of the door stood a few people in the uniform of the Night Justice Bureau with long swords at their waists. All of them were handsome and had a murderous aura.
“Yaoyao, wait in the carriage first. I’ll get out and take a look first,” Shen Yuyan said as he got out of the carriage first.
Shen Yaowei sat obediently in the carriage and looked out the window.
Shen Yuyan had just alighted from the carriage and stood still when a handsome young man with a baby face greeted him with a smile.
“Third Young Master Shen, I’m Dark Crow. His Highness sent us here to welcome Miss Shen.” Dark Crow cupped his fists at Shen Yuyan.
Shen Yuyan looked at the smiling young man in front of him and frowned slightly when he smelled the faint bloodlust emanating from him.
As expected, the people from the Night Justice Bureau were unkind, like their master, His Highness Li.
To be able to carry a blood aura, who knew how many people’s blood had stained his hands.
“This is not Prince Li’s Manor. May I ask what His Highness means?” Shen Yuyan asked word by word.